"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "The teams were welcomed to a huge food party that was really a set-up for the Awake-A-Thon." The scene flashed back to Jo's conflict with Eva by the campfire. "Jo was feeling a tad testy that nice athlete Sky was making friends with powerhouse Eva," Chris continued, "So she decided to mess with her head a bit."
...
The scene changed to Heather speaking with Lindsay and Beth. "Heather formed a new power alliance after convincing Beth and Lindsay that she would take them to the Final Three," Chris continued. The scene changed to Heather scooping up Eva's MP3 player and Eva's outburst on her team. "Then she pocketed Eva's MP3 player and sat back to watch the fireworks. Nicely played, Heather. Nicely played."
...
The scene changed to Eva kicking Jo in the shin and tossing a stick at her team. "Even though Eva could have pretty much kicked everyone's butt here," Chris continued, "In the end, it was her temper that got her kicked off, much to Jo's benefit. And Heather's plan worked out without anyone becoming the wiser." The scene changed to Bryan faking his sleep and overhearing Heather. "At least, that's what she thinks," Chris chuckled. "Sneaky, sneaky."
...
The scene returned to Chris walking across the dock. "Who will break the rules of their new alliance?" Chris narrated. "What's Bryan's plans now that he knows about the alliance? Will Gwen be able to stay awake until the end of the episode? And who will take the next humiliating walk down the Dock of Shame? Stay tuned for the most dramatic campfire ceremony yet on Total...Drama...Island!"
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It was the night of Eva's elimination. In the girls' side of the Bears' cabin, Sky sighed as she looked out the window. "Is everything okay?" Lara (now in her pajamas) asked as she approached her side.
"I suppose," Sky moaned. "I'm just a little bummed that Eva got voted off."
"Well, she did nearly destroy our cabin."
"She just had a bit of an anger issue." Sky sighed again. "And I was just getting to her, too."
"Well, um, maybe some music will lift your spirits up," Lara suggested. "Dez, Ella, could you-?" She turned to see both Destiny and Ella were fast asleep on their beds. "Okay," Lara thought, "Well, let's check with the boys. Maybe they'll have something." She dragged Sky outside but the duo stopped when they saw Paul struggling to drag Dean out of the cabin. "What are you even doing?" Sky wondered.
"Hoping to get a good night's sleep," Paul moaned, "Which I can't get with him around."
"Why not?" Dean let out a loud snore. "I see," Sky replied while Paul shot her a look. "But we can't just leave him outside."
"How about we take him to the Frogs' cabin?" Lara suggested. "No one's in there right now and it's only for one night. Come on." The group dragged Dean over to the door of the boys' side of the Frog cabin. Lara started to open it but gave a startled cry when she saw Mike standing in the doorway. "Mike!" she gasped. "Sorry. We-we-we thought the cabin was empty. What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Mike countered. "This isn't even your cabin."
"We're trying to get some rest," Paul explained, "And Mister Snores is preventing that." Dean let out another loud snore. "Okay, I buy it," Mike decided, "But he's sleeping on the rug. I don't want the other guys going after me if they realize their bunks have Dean drool on it."
"I'll take it," Paul replied as he dragged Dean inside. "Thanks, man."
"You know you never did answer Lara's question of why you were here," Sky pointed out to Mike.
"I just needed some peace and quiet," Mike explained, "And I wasn't getting that at the spa hotel. Ripper and Keith thought it was a good idea to celebrate with a huge party."
"After staying up for four days? That's a little inconsiderate." Sky then quietly added, "I thought he would know better."
"What was that?" Mike questioned as he narrowed his eyes at her.
"Nothing to concern yourself with."
"We'd better head back," Lara advised as she dragged Sky and Paul away. "Thanks again, Mike."
"Sounds like somebody's getting a bit crabby," Paul muttered under his breath.
"I heard that, smart guy!" Mike whipped back as he stood in the doorway. He took a glance at his reflection in the mirror and noticed the bags still underneath his eyes. "Oh..." he moaned.
The next morning, the Gophers, Bears and Rats were gathered in the main lodge, though the Rats still seemed exhausted. "Duncan," Chris teased as he walked over, earning a glare from the delinquent. "You look like death, dude."
"Stuff it," Duncan sternly told him before laying his head back down.
"Harold snored all night," Bowie moaned.
"Wow!" Chris chuckled. "Four nights with no sleep? How much are you hurting, dude?"
"Wanna find out?" Duncan threatened as the other Rats ducked down.
"No, no, it's cool. It's cool."
"Yeesh," Millie commented from the Bears' table. "And I thought we had it bad with Dean."
"It's not that bad!" Dean scolded.
"Dude, it's objectively bad," Dave told him. "Even Mister Sound Effects knows to put his mouth on mute at night." Beardo replied with a zipper sound across his mouth. The main lodge door opened, and everyone gasped as they saw Harold walk in with a scribbled mustache around his mouth. He strutted over to the Rats, thinking that everyone was watching him with awe, when in reality, they were stifling their laughter. He sat at the Rat table but was confused when his teammates began to laugh. "What?" he asked.
"Someone messed with your face, dude," Geoff informed him. Harold looked at his reflection in a spoon and noticed the scribbled-on mustache. "Hey," he thought, "Sweet 'statche."
"Hey, everyone," Rose told the rest of the Gophers, "It's Gwen!" She, Carly, Trent, Lindsay, Beth, Helen, Corey and Olivia started to clap and cheer as Gwen slumped into the main lodge. "Why are we clapping?" Lindsay quietly asked Helen.
"Why not?" Helen replied. "Gwennie helped big time in the last challenge."
"I'm so tired," Gwen moaned as she sat between the two girls, "I can't feel my face." She plopped her head on the table. "Man, she looks bad," Greg sighed as he looked over at the Gopher table.
"I'd bet Destiny and Shawn are feeling similar to her," Priya guessed. "After all, they were the last two standing."
"I don't know about Shawn," Destiny told them while she listened to some music in her headphones, "But I feel right as rain." She stood up and started to dance, much to the bewilderment of her teammates, save for Greg. "Na-na-na-na-na," she sang while she danced.
Confessional: Dean (Confused Bears)
"Man, we are so sucking right now! Yes, Eva was a psycho, but at least she was an athletic psycho! We'll never get into that spa hotel at this rate. I mean, seriously! Name one time when we've come in first place. A whopping zero times!"
End Confessional
"So," Heather quietly told Lindsay and Beth as the trio gathered away from the other Gophers, "Let's go over the rules one more time. Number one: I am the captain of this alliance, so I get to make the rules. Number two?"
"Breaking the rules can result in getting kicked out of the alliance?" Lindsay guessed.
"Good. Number three: I can borrow any of your stuff without asking, but my stuff is strictly off-limits."
"I don't know about that last rule."
"That's cool. I can change it. I can also find someone else to take to the Final Three with me." Lindsay and Beth shook their heads no. "Good," Heather replied. "Wanna have some fun?" She faced the Bears. "Hey, fish breaths!" she taunted, much to the Bears' displeasure. "Way to kick out your strongest player! Why don't you just give up now?" Heather stepped out of the way as some oatmeal was flung towards her, making it hit Gwen and Max instead. "Missed me," she teased.
"Smug little bitch," Paul grumbled under his breath as he clutched his spoon.
"Calm down," Sky advised him. "She's just trying to get under our skin."
"Heather," Alejandro scolded, "Surely a woman of your class is above petty teasing."
"You're just upset that you foolishly a valuable asset," Heather countered.
"Oh, brother," Greg muttered as he rolled his eyes. "I wonder if the Frogs are having similar troubles." Back at the spa hotel, some conflict was indeed starting to erupt. "The gym belongs to the alfalfa male," Ripper declared, "And that's yours truly!"
"No way, Fart Monster," Keith argued. "The gym's mine!" The two continued to argue as Jane and Shane entered the room. "Oh, dear," Shane muttered. "We should probably stop them."
"Don't," Jane advised as she held the hero back. "You'll just end up hurt between those two. We'd better just leave and tell the others to avoid the gym." She led Shane out of the room and into a hallway. "If I didn't have my hands full with keeping Keith under control," Jane moaned, "Now I have to deal with Ripper."
"You know you don't have to handle them all by yourself, you know," Shane informed her. "I can always lend a hand."
"I appreciate it, but I just don't want you wrapped up in my personal issues with Keith."
"But Jane-" A loud CRASH cut Shane off. "What was that?" he wondered.
"It came from the kitchen," Jane realized. The duo rushed over to see Samey on the ground, along with a bowl of berries splattered on the floor. "What exactly happened here?" Jane wondered.
"Nothing," Amy scolded as she sat down another bowl, "Just my klutzy sister trying to gain attention."
"Attention, my ass!" Sol lashed back. "You tripped her!"
"How dare you even consider that! I would never!"
"That is a pretty serious accusation," Shane put in. "This was just a simple accident."
"I saw that bitch trip her twin sister!" Sol countered.
"And this is coming from the guy that tried to force us to eat squirrels like Axel did?" Amy argued. Shane and Jane gave Sol a skeptical stare. "Y'all are a bunch of fools," Sol scoffed as he helped Samey to her feet. "Come on, cher. Let's go." The duo walked out of the kitchen, with Amy stepping off a moment later. "Looks like another issue on Team Frog," Jane sighed.
"Don't worry," Shane assured her, "We'll handle anything that comes our way."
"If I gave you my hand," Rodney sang from another room, though Shane and Jane winced from the off-key tone, "Would you take it and make me the happiest man in the world?
"If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl
"Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea?
"Let me know if you're really a dream
"I love you so
"So would you go with ME?!"
"Rodney!" Nikki moaned as she and Laney entered the boys' bedroom where Rodney was 'singing' at. "Dude, please stop!"
"Even the Newmans are better singers than you," Laney complained, "And that's saying something."
"Sorry to bother you ladies," Rodney told them. "I was just practicing my singing to impress my true love Jasmine."
"True love? Already?"
"Um..." Nikki thought. However, a loud horn over the loudspeakers cut her off. "Okay, campers," Chris announced, "Listen up. Your next challenge begins in ten minutes, and be prepared to bring it!" Ten minutes later, everyone was gathered at a court with glass walls set up on the beach. Duncan walked in and collapsed on the Rats' bench. "Wake me up and it'll be the last thing you do," he warned his teammates before falling asleep.
"This is all your fault, you know," Courtney scolded to Harold. "You and your snoring face!"
"It's called a medical condition," Harold retaliated. "GOSH!" A sharp whistle cut them short. Chef, now in a referee shirt, glared at the campers as he walked by them. "Today's challenge is the classic game of dodgeball," Chris explained. "The first rule of dodgeball is..."
"Do not talk about dodgeball?" Noah snarked.
"Ha," Ezekiel chuckled, "That's a good one."
"As I was saying," Chris continued, "If you get hit with the ball..." He tossed a ball, which hit Julia in the stomach. "Hey!" she complained.
"You're out," Chris finished.
"You can't do that!" Julia tossed the ball back, but Chris caught it. "If you catch the ball," Chris explained, "The thrower gets sent out and the catcher gets to bring in another team member out on the court."
"Throwing balls," Noah sarcastically commented, "Gee, another mentally-challenging test."
"I know, right?" Lindsay asked him.
"She can't be serious, can she?" Dave whispered to Noah.
"Okay, now, Brick," Chris instructed as he tossed the cadet a ball and got another ball from Chef, "Try to hit me. If you're holding a ball, you can use it to deflect a ball. But if it knocks the ball out of your hands, you're out."
"So, what do I do again when the ball comes at me?" Lindsay wondered. Brick tossed the ball. "You dodge!" Chris told Lindsay as he deflected the ball, which hit Lindsay in the head. "Ooh! You were supposed to dodge!"
"Ow," Lindsay moaned as she rubbed her forehead, which now had a lump on it. "Right."
"You have one minute until game time. Each team will have to sit one person out each game. First team to win three matches not only win a night in the spa hotel, but they get to choose which team heads to elimination tonight."
"Wow," Anthony breathed out. "Talk about a treasure better than the bounty from the Mauna Loa."
"Not to mention the high risk," Greg muttered. "Desi, come here. I've got an idea." He started to whisper something into Destiny's ear.
"Okay," Heather told the rest of the Gophers, "We can't get lazy. The other teams are going to be trying extra hard to win that reward. Who wants to sit the first one out with Sleeping Beauty?"
"EVIL is not going to risk getting whacked by these rubber balls," Max declared as he sat down on the Gopher bench. "Now go claim victory, minions!" Most of the Gophers stared at him with either confusion or annoyance.
"Listen up, Frogs," Keith ordered. "We need our strongest players out on the court. That means our players are me, the two giant girls, the cadet, the farm boy, Mister Alfalfa and..." He sighed before saying the last name. "Jane."
"Gee, thanks," Jane scoffed. "Real nice."
"What, you think the rest of us aren't good enough?" Mike argued.
"I'm a little sad at getting left out, too," Cameron told him, "But out of everybody here, these guys bring the highest chance of victory."
"You certain about that? Some of us might be better at this than you first assumed."
"Shut it, Scrappy," Keith snapped back. "We're going with my plan, and that's that!" He stormed onto the court. "Don't worry, guys," Jasmine assured the group. "It's only for the first round."
"Jasmine's correct," Jane agreed. "I'm sure everyone will get a chance to play. Just hang tight." She, Jasmine, Rodney, Helga, Ripper and Brick walked onto the court. "'Just hang tight' she says," Mike muttered.
"Somebody feeling a little grouchy this morning?" Valerie teased. She was suddenly grabbed by Mike. "Say something else smart," Mike warned. "I dare you."
"Is that your lame attempt at a threat?" Valerie scoffed. "Puppies can do a better job than you."
"Whoa!" Zee interrupted as he stepped in between them. "Same team!"
"Zee's right," Phoebe added as she nudged the duo apart. "No fighting, guys."
"Mike, how much sleep did you get last night?" Nikki wondered.
"My guess is a grand total of zero hours," Sol said.
"That explains a bit," 'Smart' Damien added. "Irritability is a common symptom of sleep deprivation."
"And he's real crabby, too," Anna-Maria added.
"I am NOT crabby!" Mike argued. "Just annoyed at that meat-headed jock on our team."
"This is gonna be fun," Sol muttered under his breath.
"So," Sky began as her team got in a huddle, "We should pick the people that are not only strong throwers but good at dodging."
"Please," Jo argued as she twirled a whistle in her hand. "The best defense is a good offense, so we need raw strength on our side."
"Gotcha!" Destiny exclaimed as she swiped the whistle from Jo's hand and ran off.
"Hey! That's my whistle! Give it back!"
"You'll have to catch me first!" Destiny dashed outside. "Get back here!" Jo ordered as she gave chase.
"She's outside," Greg breathed out. "Okay. Team Bear, I have a plan that'll make sure we're not voting anyone out tonight. Here's how the first round will go."
Later, the teams were gathered onto the court. DJ, Courtney, Harold, Scott, Emma, Bowie and Sam were out for the Rats; Katie, Tyler, Dave, Beardo, Lara (now cosplaying as Chun-Li from Street Fighter), Melody and Millie were out for the Bears; Keith, Jasmine, Helga, Ripper, Brick, Rodney and Jane were out for the Frogs; and Leshawna, Cody, Olivia, Heather, Owen, Lindsay and Chase were out for the Gophers. "Bring it on, wimps," Keith taunted, "Otherwise winning three in a row won't be as satisfying."
"Oh, you're going down!" Tyler warned. "We're gonna bring the dinner to the table, and then we're gonna eat it!"
"Oh, brother," Dave muttered.
"All teams ready?" Chris asked as Chef sat in his referee seat. "Remember, first to win three games wins the challenge. Now, let's dodge some balls!" Chef blew his whistle, starting the match. Cody tossed his ball towards Tyler, which he ducked at. The jock shot Cody a glare, which he replied with a sheepish grin. Tyler swung around before hurling his ball, which hit Sadie in the face and knocked her out of her seat. "That'll smear the make-up," Chris teased.
"Nice job," Dave scolded. "Now try to hit someone on the opposing team!" He was suddenly knocked over by a ball to the head. "Take that, nerd!" Ripper taunted.
"You watch it!" Millie shot back as she tossed a ball. However, Keith managed to catch it. "And down goes another Bear," he teased. Chef blew his whistle, signaling that Dave and Millie were out. "Hey, Purple Hair," Keith told Sierra, "Get up onto the court."
"Yay!" Sierra squealed as she hopped out of her seat.
"Come on, Bears!" Lara rallied. "We can't lose this!" She and Beardo tossed a ball, which hit Olivia and Scott. "Nice throw," Tyler complimented. However, he froze in shock as Owen charged at him before hurling a ball, knocking him back into the glass wall. "Ow!" Tyler moaned as he clutched his stomach. "Darn it!" Chef blew his whistle, signalling Tyler, Olivia and Scott were out. "Nice one, Owen!" Chase cheered.
"That...that punk!" Emma angrily grumbled under her breath while she clutched her ball. "I'm gonna-"
"Emma, watch out!" Bowie shouted. However, the warning came too late as a ball hit both Emma and Bowie, knocking them out. "Oh, yeah!" Keith cheered while Chef blew his whistle.
"Time to unleash my wicked skills," Harold stated.
"Yeah?" Leshawna challenged as she stepped forward. "Then bring it, String Bean. Let's see what you got!" Harold did a pose before slamming the ball to the ground, but it simply bounced before rolling to a stop right at Leshawna's feet. She picked the ball up and got a sly smirk. Harold gave a girly scream as he tried to run but the ball hit him in the head, making him skid across the floor and into the wall. "And that's how we roll!" Leshawna boasted.
"Aim..." Sam thought as he readied his ball.
"Can someone remind me what am I supposed to do with this again?" Lindsay wondered while she walked over to her teammates with her ball. She was knocked back by Sam's ball. The Rats cheered while Chef blew his whistle to signal she was out. As Lindsay rubbed her bruised cheek, she noticed Tyler waving and waved back. Heather glared at the jock before throwing a ball. Sadie, Priya and Ella ducked away, but Tyler wasn't so lucky and got hit right in his manhood. "Mommy?" he squeaked out in pain.
"What the hell was that?!" Jane complained. "Ref, he's not even on the court!" Chef glanced over at Heather. "Oopsies," she feigned. "Slipped." Jane just glared at her before tossing a ball, but Owen managed to catch it. Chef blew his whistle to signal that Jane was out. "Way to go," Keith sarcastically commented. "You're really doing well."
"Don't push it, you ape," Jane warned him.
"Who's going up?" Sarah asked her fellow Gophers.
"May I?" Echo offered. She stepped down onto the court. "Looks like another nerd for us to crush," Ripper snickered.
Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)
"Oh, that poor dolt. Well, you know what they say: the bigger they are..." She pulled out a small bag and rattled it. "The harder they fall."
End Confessional
Echo started to walk up with her ball when she suddenly tripped, flinging the ball and her bag over towards the Frogs. "Lame!" Ripper taunted. "Now let's-" He suddenly found himself stumbling across the court before crashing into the other Frogs, making them all land in a big heap. "Way to go, you klutz," Keith scolded.
"Aim for the Frogs!" Chase shouted. Many balls were tossed towards the Frogs, and it wasn't long before they were all out. "Yeah!" Owen cheered. "That's it!" Soon, the only ones left on the court was Cody for the Gophers and DJ and Sam for the Rats. "Easy out, guys," Courtney rallied, "Easy out." Cody twirled his ball before throwing it towards DJ. DJ ducked, but the ball curved around and hit him in the butt. "That is one tough ball to dodge!" Chris commented. Sam tossed his ball, which Cody ducked at. Cody then grabbed a ball and rubbed it against his shirt before tossing it. "Static ball!" Sam shouted as he tried to evade it. However, he ended up crashing into the wall, with the ball hitting him in the back. Chef blew his whistle to signal the Rats were out and the Gophers won the first match.
"We can do this!" Harold encouraged to his teammates. "We just have to believe in ourselves."
"Oh, I believe," Courtney scoffed. "I believe you suck!"
"Move over, Wimpy," Lightning ordered as he pushed Harold aside. "Let Lightning show you how it's done!"
"Great work on the court," Mike teased to Keith.
"That was just a simple fluke!" Keith argued. "Fluke being Fart Monster crashing into us."
"Or maybe we need something other than brute strength to even stand a chance. This time, let me choose the team on the court."
"Ha! A scrap like you wouldn't last two seconds."
"Um, guys?" Zoey meekly spoke up.
"I can certainly do better than you could," Mike challenged.
"And I told you you can't play," Keith argued.
"Yes, I can!"
"No, you can't!"
"I can!"
"You can't!" Mike suddenly grabbed Keith by the wrist. "I can and I will," Mike declared. "Nikki, Laney, Shane, Anne-Maria and the twins, with me onto the court." The group walked off soon after. "Who knows?" Jasmine put in. "This might work. What do you guys think?"
"Jasmine me," Rodney stammered, "Sure do. Uh...no, wait! I mean...ah!" He was suddenly slapped in the back of the head by Sol. "Get ahold of yourself," Sol said. However, he went wide-eyed when he saw Rodney hugging himself. "Not sure if this is helping," Rodney strained.
"I think you need fresh air," Sol decided. "Get out of here." Rodney ran outside, which happened to be noticed by Olivia. "Hey, Carly," she whispered, "Can you take my spot? I've got something to take care of." She quickly ran off.
Confessional: Olivia (Screaming Gophers)
"I have a sixth sense when it comes to affairs of the heart, and I am sensing a lot of vibes from Rodney. However, I think the guy needs a little nudge towards his true beloved."
End Confessional
The second round started up. Nikki, Laney, Mike, Anne-Maria, Amy, Samey and Shane were out for the Frogs; Tyler, Ella, Greg, Dean, Dave, Katie and Sadie were out for the Bears; Geoff, Bridgette, Bowie, Lightning, MK, Austin and Wayne were out for the Rats; and Izzy, Beth, Corey, Helen, Lucas, Carly and Rose were out for the Gophers. "Time for the Lightning to strike!" Lightning declared.
"No way can we lose now!" Wayne boasted. Lightning tossed his ball towards the Frogs. "Get down!" Shane warned as he ducked his head. However, when he peeked an eye open, he was shocked to see Mike holding the ball. "Tough luck, Bolt Breath," Mike told Lightning with a smirk. Chef blew his whistle to signal Lightning was out. "No way!" Lightning protested. "That dude cheated or something!"
"You better leave with some dignity intact," Austin advised. Lightning just grumbled as he stormed off the court. "Nice one, Mike," Nikki complimented.
"Save it for when we win the round," Mike told her. "Now, try to aim for the opponent's legs."
"Why would we do that?" Laney asked.
"They'll be expecting body shots, so this'll take them off-guard." Mike tossed his ball. Sadie held up her ball in an attempt to deflect it but it ended up hitting her in the knee. "I see," Laney noted. She noticed a ball flying towards her but she caught it at the last second. "Oh, come on!" Bowie complained while Chef blew his whistle to signal that he was out.
"Who should we bring in?" Nikki asked her teammates.
"How about me?" Keith suggested.
"How about no," Laney shot back.
"What about Rodney?" Shane thought. "Oh, but he isn't here. Where is he, anyway?" Over by the cabin steps, Rodney was busy scribbling something on a piece of paper. "Hey, Rodster," Olivia greeted as she walked over to him. "Whatcha writin'?"
"Uh, it's a...poem," Rodney explained with a slight blush.
"It must be a pretty special poem, then." Rodney's blush simply intensified. "Look, I'm not gonna beat around the bush," Olivia continued. "I can tell you have it bad for Jasmine. It's great and all, but there's one issue."
"Issue?" Rodney wondered. "Does she already have a boyfriend?"
"Um...in a sense. Sorry, big guy."
"Well, thanks for telling me. Now, I have to do the mature thing and end things with Jasmine so she can be with her true love."
"Aw, that's quite noble of you! And don't worry, Rodney. There is someone destined for you, and you'll be able to thaw her frozen exterior." Olivia giggled a bit before skipping off.
Confessional: Rodney (Frogs of Death)
"It may hurt a bit, but I have to end things with Jasmine. I can't rob her of her true love. Besides, Olivia told me there's someone out there, waiting for me. It makes the pain a little easier to deal with."
End Confessional
Olivia returned to her team's bench. "How are things going?" she whispered to Lacey.
"We've only got Lucas and Helen left," Lacey informed her, "Which you would've known if you were here."
"I was busy taking care of something." Lacey just stared at Olivia before turning her attention back to the court. On the court, Lucas was dodging the balls fairly well. "Impressive," Helen complimented. Lucas kept dodging the balls coming at his feet when he was hit with a ball to the gut. "Oh, sorry!" Samey shouted to him.
"No worries," Lucas assured her. "I'm like a sponge when it comes to pain." Another ball hit him in the head, knocking him off his feet. "Sponge," he moaned.
"A bit of overkill, don't you think?" Sol muttered as he glared at Amy.
"We're not finished yet," Mike told his teammates. "No holding back!" The Frogs kept throwing their dodgeballs, and soon, they were the last team standing. "Nice job, you guys," Zoey cheered as the Frogs regrouped.
"Yeah," Ripper scoffed, "Really glad the sleep-deprived whackjob took charge."
"Like you're one to talk," Mike argued.
"Maybe we should fight for the leadership title."
"If it'll put you in your place."
"Easy!" Jane shouted as she held Mike back. "Sol, can you do something with him?"
"I know just the thing," Sol answered as he pulled Mike away. "Come on." He noticed Rodney entering the court. "You're with me, too, big guy," Sol decided as he motioned him to follow. "I might need some muscle."
"Okay, guys," Jane told the rest of the Frogs, "We all know how well both Keith and Mike's plans worked. However, I think a combination of the two would be our best option."
"Makes sense in a way," Cameron reasoned. "The other teams might expect the same thing from us, so it would be good to vary things a bit."
"It sounds to me like you're falling prey to a variation of the middle ground fallacy," Scarlett pointed out.
"It'll be okay," Phoebe assured her. "This way, everybody gets what they want."
"Fine," Keith sighed in defeat, "But I'm heading the charge."
"Come on, guys," Sky rallied to the Bears. "We still have a shot at this."
"Perhaps we should have someone else pick the line-up this time," Paul suggested as he eyed Greg.
"Yeah," Tyler agreed, "You stink."
"This coming from the guy that can't throw?" Millie questioned.
"That was just a warm-up throw. Look, I can dominate this game. Just give all the balls to me."
"That sounds-" Paul protested.
"Like a swell strategy," Greg cut off. "Me, Paul, Melody, Katie, Millie and, um, Scary Girl will join you." Paul gave him a skeptical stare before stepping onto the court. "I hope Desi's having better luck," Greg murmured. Meanwhile, Destiny was trying her best to evade Jo. "You better hand that over if you know what's good for you," Jo warned.
"No way, Miss Gray," Destiny countered as she ran. She noticed the communal bathrooms and quickly dashed inside. "Gotcha," Jo declared with a smirk before heading inside. She glimpsed around and noticed that one of the stall doors was slightly ajar. "There's where that little bitch is hiding at," Jo chuckled under her breath. She crept over before swinging the door open. "What the-?" she wondered in disbelief when she saw that the stall was empty. A loud SLAM caught her off-guard. Outside, Destiny was tying some ribbon around the doorknob. "There," she thought as she set a large rock against the door. "That should hold her."
"Open up or I'll break this damn door down!" Jo threatened from the other side as she pounded against the door.
"Um..." Destiny hurried off with a frightened look. "Greggy, this wazy plan of yours better work," she breathed out while she ran.
Back on the court, Sierra, Brick, Jane, Amy, Samey, Laney and Keith were out for the Frogs; Owen, Lindsay, Trent, Izzy, Sarah, Lacey and Alan were out for the Gophers; Raj, Wayne, MK, Dakota, Sam, Anthony and Dawn were out for the Rats; and Millie, Paul, Melody, Lauren, Greg, Katie and Tyler were out for the Bears, though the other teams were puzzled on why Tyler was holding all of the balls. Tyler quickly spun and tossed the balls, with one nearly hitting Chef and another nearly hitting Chris. "Watch the face, dude!" Chris scolded. The Gophers on the bench had to duck down as a third ball flew towards them. Tyler tossed the last ball, hitting a bruised Lindsay in the face and knocking her off her feet. "No!" Tyler cried out as he ran to her side.
"Finally!" Dean breathed out. Lindsay slowly regained her vision. "Tyler?" she moaned as he helped her to her feet. "Oh, my gosh, my face. How's my face?"
"It's really...not that bad," Tyler assured her. Owen and Alan just had a confused look. "You still look great," Tyler continued.
"Really?" Lindsay wondered.
"Yeah. Really." Sarah walked over to the duo and gently tossed a ball at Tyler. "Oh, brother," Dean muttered as he face-palmed.
"You wanna go for a walk?" Tyler asked Lindsay.
Have to say no, Lindsay thought, Have to say no. She then replied, "Okay!" Heather stared in shock as the duo walked off. "Hey, get back here!" she demanded. "I'm talking to you!"
"This disobedience shall not be tolerated!" Max shouted. "Any rebellion to my EVIL will-" He was suddenly knocked out of his seat by a dodgeball. "That's enough lip out of you," Lacey sternly replied.
"Great Gatsby, that is IT!" Owen decided with a determined look. "GAME ON!" He grabbed a ball from Izzy's hands and threw it, hitting both Wayne and Raj. He continued this for the other teams until they were all knocked out. "Oh, he dropped it like it was hot!" Leshawna boasted as Chef signaled that the Gophers won the round.
"Nice work, big guy!" Alan complimented.
"I don't know what got into me," Owen admitted.
"Chalk up another loss for the Bears," Paul moaned.
"I can't believe I'm even saying this," Dave sighed, "But maybe we should simply leave this up to the athletes of the group, namely Sky and Priya."
"I thought you were totally anti-jock," Noah noted while he read his book.
"I'll take what I can get at this point."
"I know what I'm doing!" Greg protested.
"What you're doing is-" Dean began.
"While I would like to see this play out," Melody interrupted, "Let the method to Greg's madness play out."
"You're kidding, right?" Paul questioned. However, Melody's blank stare answered his question. "Well," Paul decided, "At least I know who'll be voted out tonight."
"Hey," Heather taunted to the other teams, "It's two points for us. How does it feel to suck so much?"
"Not very good," Harold admitted.
"It's not over yet," Nichelle encouraged. Heather just gave them a skeptical stare. "It's so over," Emma moaned in defeat.
(cue commercial)
Meanwhile, Sol was continuing to drag a struggling Mike towards the beach while Rodney followed behind. "I said to let go of me!" Mike told him.
"Dude, you need some serious slumber," Sol sternly replied. "You're getting all sorts of crabby."
"I am NOT crabby!"
"You are a little crabby," Rodney pointed out.
"Like I said," Sol said. "Now Rodney, hold him for a second." Rodney quickly grabbed Mike and struggled to hold him still. "Hey!" Mike protested as he tried to squirm free. "Let go of me!"
"Ow!" Rodney cried out. "Hurry, Sol! He's starting to hurt me!"
"I know just the thing," Sol assured him as he pulled out a yellow vial and uncorked it. "Peels ot ffo tfird." A yellow mist rose from the vial and floated towards Mike, making him cough. A moment later, he passed out. "I knew that'd be the trick," Sol chuckled while he sealed the vial back up. He noticed that Rodney was snoring as he slept peacefully. "Maybe it worked a little too well," Sol thought.
Meanwhile, the Rats were discussing their strategy on the bench. "Okay, this is really bad," Courtney admitted. "If the Gophers win one more game, and we'll be done for! We can't let that happen, people. We need someone strong, someone mean, someone who will crush those stupid Gophers into the dirt!" Everyone turned their attention to the still-asleep Duncan. "Uh-uh," DJ protested. "If we wake him up, he'll kill us."
"So?" Luna shrugged. "I've always wanted to play with the dead."
"Yeah, that ain't happening," Nichelle decided, making Luna pout.
"He won't kill us, guys," Courtney pointed out. "He wants to win, too."
"Courtney's right," Harold agreed. "We need Duncan's fierceness to win this."
"That's the spirit, Harold. Now go wake him up."
"Why me?"
"Because, other than Tyler, you're the worst at dodgeball."
"And if he does kill you," Luna added, "We can afford to lose you."
"No way!" Harold argued. "I'm not doing it!"
"Well, someone has to wake him," Bowie pointed out. The others shared worried looks. A moment later, a stick was being poked at Duncan's butt. "We have to go higher," Courtney told the group as they held the stick. It poked Duncan in the nose, making him grab the stick and pull it away. He snapped it in half after waking up. "You'd better have a damn good reason for sticking this up my nose," he warned Harold.
"Look," Courtney began as she stepped in between the duo, "The Gophers are leading with two points. I can appreciate that you need a little nap time, but we need your help."
"Oh, and why should I help you, darling?"
"Because I can personally guarantee you that if we lose this game, you'll be the one going home...darling." Duncan sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll play," he decided, "On one condition: you do what I say when I say it." Courtney nodded in agreement. "Okay," Duncan explained, "Here's a strategy I picked up during my first visit to juvie. It's called Rush the New Guy."
Later, the teams were gathering on the court. Katie, Sadie, Blainley, Dave, Dean, Melody and Lara were out for the Bears; Brick, Jane, Jasmine, Shane, Ripper, Laney and 'Smart' Damien were out for the Frogs; Owen, Justin, Beth, Izzy, Leshawna, Corey and Olivia were out for the Gophers; and Duncan, Courtney, Geoff, DJ, Sam, Nichelle and Dawn were out for the Rats. Chef blew his whistle to start the match. The Gophers and Frogs tossed their balls towards the Rats, but they ducked easily. Dawn scooped the balls up and passed them to her teammates. They all threw the balls towards Owen, knocking him down. The Rats cheered as Chef blew his whistle to signal that Owen was out. "This might be a problem," Lara thought.
"I suppose," Melody replied, though her focus was on Dawn.
"Hello? Hello! Earth to Melody!"
Confessional: Melody (Confused Bears)
"I can't explain it, but I feel like I've at least seen that girl before. From where and when, I'm not sure."
End Confessional
The Rats continued their new strategy, quickly knocking out the opposing teams. "Put some more effort in, minions!" Max barked out from his seat.
"Like you should open your fucking mouth," 'Dumb' Damien scolded.
"I think we should do the same thing all over again," Courtney reasoned to her teammates, "So Harold, sit this one out, too."
"But I sat the last one out," Harold argued.
"It's for the good of the team," Anthony told him. Harold hung his head as he sat down.
"Still nothing?!" Blainley complained to the rest of the Bears. "What is wrong with you people?!"
"Don't blame us," Dean argued. "Blame our wonderful leader Greg."
"I told you I know what I'm doing!" Greg argued. "And you can-" He noticed Destiny rushing up to him. "Hi, Greggy," she panted.
"Desi, what are doing here?" Greg asked in a hushed whisper. "You were supposed to be stalling Jo!"
"Too...tired..." Destiny soon passed out on the bench. "Will she be alright?" Sky wondered.
"Just stellar," Greg quickly brushed off as he scooted her towards the door. "Now, I need you to try and stall Jo for as long as you can."
"What? Why?"
"Well, because I don't want to imagine how upset she'll be when she finds out we haven't scored yet."
"Yes, but-"
"Why are you driving away our shot at victory?" Dave scolded. "If you ask me, it's-" A second later, he and Sky were tossed outside. "Get out there and stall!" Greg ordered before slamming the door shut.
Confessional: Greg (Confused Bears)
"This is one of the reasons I don't participate in sports much. Well, except for Olympic events such as skiing and the like."
End Confessional
"Alright, guys," Heather told her teammates, "We can't let any of the guys win this round. And where is Lindsay?"
"I think she went off with that Tyler fellow," Bryan spoke up. Heather just groaned before storming off. She kept walking until she heard Lindsay giggling from under the dock. "This is so against the rules!" Heather protested.
"I'm sorry," Lindsay apologized. "I didn't mean it."
"Hey, why don't you just chill out?" Tyler told Heather.
"Why don't you dodge this?!" Heather countered. She tossed a kayak down, hitting Tyler. "Ow!" he cried out. A moment later, Heather led Lindsay back to the bench. "Sit down and stay there," Heather ordered.
"Okay," Lindsay moaned.
"How are we doing?" Heather saw 'Dumb' Damien and Olivia get knocked out. "Try harder!" Max shouted.
"You know, you can at least try to help," Heather countered. Leshawna was knocked out and Chef blew his whistle to signal that the Rats had won a second round. "This-this is unacceptable!" Heather protested. On the Bears' side, Blainley noticed Tyler returning. "Where were you?" she questioned.
"Nowhere," Tyler fibbed.
"You were with that blond Gopher girl, weren't you?"
"No. Maybe. So?"
"Listen up, Bears. Tyler's been chatting with the blond Gopher girl. That means he could've been spilling our weaknesses to her."
"I highly doubt that," Greg defended. "His benevolent nature, along with him and Lindsay sharing the same decrepit neurotransmitters, makes him unable to perform such a task."
"Thank you," Tyler replied. "Uh, that's a good thing, right?"
"He said you were too kind-hearted and too stupid to do what Blainley said," Lara explained.
"Hey!"
"It's not like he's wrong," Noah muttered under his breath.
"Okay," Chris announced, "This next round may decide our winner here."
"Who's going in?" Emma asked as the Rats huddled up.
"I think it's my turn," Harold spoke up.
"No way," Courtney protested. "We actually have a chance to win this." Harold nodded before returning to the bench. "Gophers, Rats, Bears and Frogs," Chris announced, "Let's send this sample to the lab and see what you're made of!" Chef blew his whistle to start the match. "Come on, people," Heather rallied. "Quick feet!"
"Let's go, Frogs!" Keith shouted. "Take those Gophers down!" The teams kept throwing the balls and knocking each other out, with them changing seats from time to time. Harold was given a ball by Geoff, and he soon joined the court. "Back of the court, princess," Duncan ordered, which Harold complied. Gwen tossed a ball, hitting Paul in the face. "That's for the oatmeal," she declared.
"Come on," Tyler rallied. "We still have a shot."
"More balls than the eye can see," Ella sang as she twirled around the court, "Which shall lead us to victory!" A ball hit her on the head, knocking her over. "Yeah!" Sugar cheered. "That's what I'm talking about!"
"But she's our teammate," Ethan pointed out.
"Hush up, knightsy! Nice throw, cowboy!"
"Thank you, Sugar," Austin chuckled as his cheeks heated up.
"Please," Blainley scoffed. "You're blushing over that hideous bitch?" Austin's happy expression quickly turned into a scowl. He suddenly let out a battle cry as he chucked his balls towards the Bears, quickly knocking all of them out. "That's what you get!" Austin spat out.
"And it looks like the Bears are the first one out," Chris announced, "Not like that's surprising."
"What happened?" Tyler moaned as he rubbed his head.
"The power of puppy love is what happened," Greg explained. The other three teams kept playing. Gwen and Sierra tossed a ball at the same time, though they were knocked out at the same time. "What's the news, guys?" Sol strained as he dragged a semi-conscious Rodney over to the Frogs.
"What happened to him?" Jasmine asked.
"And where's Mike at?" Zoey added.
"Mike's sound asleep," Sol explained. "Nobody better wake him. And Rodney here was, um, friendly fire, in a sense."
"What about his arm?" Brick asked as he pointed to a good-sized scratch on Rodney's arm.
"Huh. Didn't notice that earlier."
"Something that bad?" Phoebe questioned. "We'd better get it fixed." She pulled out a bandage roll and a bottle of peroxide from her belt. "Give it," Helga sternly told her as she swiped the bandage away from her. "You don't waste time being soft. You just do." She started to wrap the bandage around Rodney's arm. "Helga..." Phoebe tried to tell her. "I don't think you should..."
"Quiet!" Helga shouted. "Let me finish!"
"But Helga-" Phoebe noticed that Jasmine and Keith were knocked out. "And the Frogs of Death are now out!" Chris announced. "It all comes down to the Gophers and Rats. Who'll come out on top?" It soon came to Harold being the last one standing for the Rats while the Gophers had Owen. The Gophers started to cheer while the Rats stared with worry. "Sorry, dude," Owen told Harold as he picked up some dodgeballs, "But you're going down."
"Goodnight, Harold," Duncan said. Owen and Harold faced each other. Harold's look of worry changed to determination before doing a pose and motioning Owen to bring it. Owen charged forward before tossing two balls, along with a third. However, Harold managed to evade them. Owen chucked another ball, but Harold bent back and narrowly missed the ball. The Gophers could only stare in absolute shock. "Time-out," Courtney told Chef, "Time-out."
"Man, that boy's got dodge!" Duncan cheered as Harold sat back down.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Sam asked as Bridgette squirted some water into Harold's mouth. Harold spat the water out, accidentally drenching Julia's face. "Figure skating," he explained.
"You mind?" Julia asked Harold. "I don't want my hair ruined."
"Sorry. Towel?" Julia took Harold's towel and started to dry her hair with it. "Harold, that was awesome!" Geoff told him. "But dodging isn't enough."
"He's right," Courtney agreed. "To win this, you either have to throw him out..."
"Which we all know you can't do," Duncan added.
"Or catch the ball. Can you do it?"
"Definitely," Harold assured the Rats.
"Awesome!" DJ cheered. "Now go catch that ball!" A moment later, Owen and Harold faced each other on the court. "Harold!" the rest of the Rats rallied, "Harold! Harold!"
"COWABUNGA!" Owen shouted as he threw his ball with full force. Harold was knocked back into the wall by the throw and slid down to the floor. There were a few moments of tense silence before Harold lifted the ball up, showing that he caught it. Chef blew his whistle to signal that the game was over. "Toxic Rats win!" Chris exclaimed. The Rats cheered at this news. "It's impossible!" Owen cried out in disbelief. "WHHHYYYY?!"
"Gophers," Chris asked them, "What happened?"
"These people were all useless," Max complained, "And futhermore-"
"Oh, shut the fuck up already!" 'Dumb' Damien snapped.
"For once, I agree with that foul-mouthed idiot," Lucas added.
"Ouch," Chris commented, "Talk about a burn. Frogs of Death, how do you feel about losing?" Rodney tried to speak but his mouth was muffled by the bandage covering his entire body. "Boy is as soft as marshmallow," Helga scoffed.
"I think you overdid it," Sol put in.
"No, I did not!"
"Yes, you did," Keith scoffed. "Any idiot could tell you that."
"Are you calling me stupid?! I show you!" Jasmine and Shane tried to hold Helga back from attacking Keith. "Nasty," Chris chuckled. "And the Bears...not even a single point. Now that's just sad."
"We didn't win?!" a voice shouted off-screen, making Greg freeze up. He turned to see Jo holding Sky and Dave by the collars of their shirts. "We tried our best," Sky moaned.
"But now comes the important part," Chris announced. "Rats, who's sending someone home tonight?"
"Tough question," Harold thought. "Um..."
"I've got this," Courtney cut in.
"Uh, shouldn't we discuss this first? It could-"
"Zip it. Since it was my ideas that led to our turnaround victory, it's only fair that I should decide."
"Your funeral," Scott teased.
"The losing team shall be...the Screaming Gophers." The Gophers gasped at this news while the Bears sighed in relief. "Are you sure that would be the wisest choice?" Scarlett interjected. "Wouldn't it be more logical to pick a team that is vulnerable, such as the Bears?" Greg let out a choked gasp at her words. "Please," Courtney scoffed. "The Bears are the physically weakest team, and the Frogs already have plenty of in-fighting. Therefore, it's best to target the Gophers since they lack that." The Rats soon headed off to celebrate their victory while they carried Harold above their heads. "Better head back, then," Jane reasoned as the Frogs got up and left.
"Congratulations, genius," Scarlett sarcastically told Courtney as she walked past her. "You just gave the Bears exactly what they wanted and painted a target on your back." Courtney just had a puzzled look at her words. "'Gave the Bears what they wanted'?" Paul repeated with confusion. "What the hell is she talking about? We lost big time!"
"I don't get why we keep losing, eh?" Ezekiel put in. "The other teams have all them girls." Most of the Bears gave shocked gasps. "What's that supposed to mean?" Lara questioned as she and Jo stared Ezekiel down.
"Yeah, Homeschool," Jo bitterly added as she readied her fists, "Care to enlighten us?"
"Well, guys are stronger and better at sports than girls are," Ezekiel explained. Most of the girls had stunned looks while most of the guys backed up. "Tell me he did not just say that," Ethan commented.
"My dad told me to look after the girls here, eh," Ezekiel continued, "And help them in case they can't keep up." Jo grabbed him by the neck and hoisted him up. "Still think we need help keeping up?" she asked in a threatening tone.
"Not really," Ezekiel choked out.
"Calm down," Ethan told Jo and Lara as Jo dropped Ezekiel. "Cut him a little slack. I mean, it's not like he said guys are smarter than girls."
"But they are."
"Nice," Lara scoffed.
"But he shouldn't be our biggest worry," Dave pointed out as everyone's attention turned to Greg. "Thanks to your 'strategy' we ended up losing! I thought you said you'd help us win with that plan! And yet, here we are!"
"Greggy said apples and oranges," Destiny put in, "But I didn't hear the word 'fruit'. Did you?"
"I'm confused," Priya admitted. "What are you getting at?"
"Who said Greg's plan was to win?" Melody asked the group.
"Thank you for acknowledging that fact!" Greg breathed out. "Considering the low probability for winning the reward and the high risk it provided, I hypothesized that the best action, despite being counterintuitive-"
"English, please!" Tyler interrupted. "These long words are giving me a headache!"
"Think about it this way: if we had won, which team would you have picked to lose?"
"That's simple," Millie reasoned. "The team that did the best out of those choices."
"Why?"
"Because their team would have the strongest players. That way, they'll be forced to vote one of them off."
"Exactly. That's what my plan was based on."
"And that plan was losing on purpose?" Dave questioned.
"I think I'm getting it," Noah realized. "Your plan was to make us look weaker than we actually were. That way, we wouldn't be a target for the team that did win the reward."
"In the words of Sun Tzu from The Art of War," Greg quoted, "'Appear weak when you are strong, and strong when you are weak.'"
"Clever little devil."
Confessional: Greg (Confused Bears)
"A game like Total Drama isn't something you can win with brute strength. Well, it can help at times, but it's not the sole reason for victory. You know what they say: brains beats brawn every time."
End Confessional
"Here we are instead of the winner's spa hotel," 'Dumb' Damien grumbled as all the boys of the Gophers were inside their cabin. "And all because that dweeb caught some damn ball."
"That's in the past," Alan assured him. "Now our issue is who to vote off."
"That's easy. How about Mister Evil here?"
"That's mutiny you're proposing!" Max lashed back.
"Well, it certainly ain't marriage, Loud Mouth!"
"Like you should talk!" Lucas told the cowboy.
"Those two aside," Cody cut in as he and the other boys eyed Max, "Do you have a good reason why we shouldn't vote for you?"
"Because whoever dare attempt it shall suffer a fate worse that death!" Max declared. He did a few karate moves but ended up falling over.
Confessional: Bryan (Screaming Gophers)
"Max is clearly an idiot fueled by his own ego, meaning he'll be easier to manipulate. Now's the perfect time to start eliminating the girls, and thanks to a nice little coincidence, I know who's the unsuspecting victim."
End Confessional
"If we're not gonna vote for Max," Trent reasoned, "Then who should it be?"
"Um..." Bryan nervously stuttered as he twirled his fingers.
"Speak up, man," Justin told him.
"Well...I was actually considering Olivia, since she was the weakest at dodgeball, but..."
"You're not wrong about that," Corey told Bryan.
"There's something else," Alan thought. "You know how Heather scolded Lindsay for hanging out with that Tyler guy during the challenge? Well, I remember Olivia running off during one match, along with Rodney."
"Didn't we end up losing that match to the Frogs?" Lucas thought.
"You don't think she squealed, did you?" Cody wondered.
"It can't be a coincidence," 'Dumb' Damien reasoned. He then turned to Max. "But listen here, you midget. Another step out of line and I'll make sure you land on that boat home. Got it?" Max nervously gulped as he saw the cowboy's threatening look. "Do you think our votes will be enough?" Bryan thought. "I mean, the girls might team up against us, and I really don't want to see you guys go."
"I could maybe get Helen to side with us," Corey said. "I don't know about the rest of the chicks."
"Maybe the other girls will simply be too divided," Owen put in.
"Hopefully..." Lucas replied. Unknown to the guys, Echo was spying from outside the cabin.
Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)
"Sounds like Bryan's trying his 'dead fly' act on the guys. Interesting move. But I have mastered the innocence act much longer, and I'll emerge victorious in the end. But for now, I'd better stick with the majority since I'm unable to sway anyone just yet."
End Confessional
"That challenge made me feel all owie," Lindsay moaned as she sat on her bunk.
"It was kinda tough ducking those balls," Beth agreed. She noticed a slip of paper sticking underneath her pillow. "Lindsay, this note's for us!" Beth exclaimed.
"Really?" Lindsay wondered.
"It says 'To Lindsay and Beth, I've decided that we as an alliance should eliminate Olivia at tonight's vote. Failure to obey or speak of this to anyone will result in being kicked out of the alliance. Signed, Heather.' Gosh, we'd better listen. I don't wanna get kicked out."
"Me, either!" Lindsay added with worry. Back at the spa hotel, Lightning and Austin were taking advantage of the pool. "This is the life!" Austin exclaimed.
"Just keep the splashing down," Nichelle advised as she, Dakota, Sam and Harold lounged on some chairs nearby. "I don't wanna get wet and wrinkly right now."
"I have retrieve some nourishment," Leonard announced as he brought a plate of sandwiches and glasses of orange juice. "Would thou like any?"
"Thanks, wizard dude. Harold, since you won it for us today, how about you get first dibs?"
"Thank you very much," Harold replied as he took a sandwich and a glass of juice.
Confessional: Harold (Toxic Rats)
"I guess I'm kind of a role model now that I won the dodgeball competition. People will probably all want my autograph when the show is over and stuff."
End Confessional
Later that evening, the Screaming Gophers were sitting at the campfire ceremony. Trent, Alan, Sarah, Justin, Max, Chase, Corey, Helen, Owen, Lucas, Lacey and Rose were in the back row while Izzy, Lindsay, 'Dumb' Damien, Heather, Cody, Bryan, Beth, Echo, Carly, Olivia, Leshawna and Gwen were in the front row. "Campers," Chris began as he held up a plate of marshmallows, "You've already placed your votes and made your decision. One of you will be going home and you can't come back...ever. Who's it gonna be?"
"Lindsay and Olivia," Chef said, "You were the worst players in the game, plus you were seen hanging out with members of the opposing teams."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Olivia asked.
"Just saying the facts, girl. Now, 'Dumb' Damien."
"I told you not to call me that!" 'Dumb' Damien snapped.
"Why?" Lucas teased. "It suits you like a glove."
"Now, see that?" Chef pointed out. "That attitude is probably the reason someone might've voted for you, just like last time." 'Dumb' Damien just scoffed in response. "And Max," Chef continued, "You didn't play even once. You just shouted stuff to boss your teammates around."
"Like any EVIL leader worth their salt should do," Max boasted.
"Not helping your case, dude," Corey pointed out.
"When you hear me call out your name," Chris instructed, "Come pick up a marshmallow. Owen." Owen grinned before getting his marshmallow. "Gwen," Chris continued, "Corey, Lacey, Cody, Alan, Sarah, Trent, Heather, Helen, Bryan, Beth, Justin, Lucas, Rose, Leshawna, Chase, Izzy, Echo, Carly and Lindsay." Carly and Lindsay hugged Olivia before collecting their marshmallows. "Next one goes to...'Dumb' Damien," Chris announced.
"As it should," 'Dumb' Damien boasted before getting his marshmallow.
"The final marshmallow goes to..." Olivia had a worried look while Max was oddly confident. "..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Max."
"What?" Olivia gasped as Max ran to get his marshmallow.
"Ha-ha!" Max laughed. "My EVIL has triumphed once again!" Some marshmallows hit him in the face. "You'd better learn a little thing called 'respect', turkey," Leshawna warned him as she brushed her hands off.
"How this idiot got saved, I have no idea," Lacey added.
"But why Olivia?" Carly asked. "She didn't do anything wrong."
"It's fine," Olivia assured her. "That's just how these games work. Best of luck to you all." She walked off towards the Dock of Shame. "Bye," Carly sadly sighed.
"Don't fret," Echo advised her in a sickly sweet tone. "It'll get better."
Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)
"I don't want it getting better. After all, havoc is my middle name. I even voted along with the boys to get rid of 'Lovey-Dovey' Livvy. BLECH! A chick like her is enough to make anyone vomit."
End Confessional
"Talk about a dramatic campfire ceremony," Chris narrated from his studio room. "No kidding; I expected Max to get kicked off. Will he last any longer? Will Zeke last after offending the girls of Team Bear? And might Harold get more famous? I seriously doubt that last one, but find out on the next exciting new episode of Total...Drama...Island!"
Votes:
Voted for Olivia: Bryan, Owen, 'Dumb' Damien, Corey, Helen, Trent, Cody, Max, Chase, Alan, Justin, Lucas, Lindsay, Beth, Echo
Voted for Max: Heather, Gwen, Lacey, Sarah, Leshawna, Rose, Olivia, Izzy
Voted for 'Dumb' Damien: Carly
Eliminated: Olivia (15-8-1)
100) Caleb (Toxic Rats)
99) Staci (Toxic Rats)
98) B (Toxic Rats)
97) Axel (Frogs of Death)
96) Elias (Screaming Gophers)
95) Eva (Confused Bears)
94) Olivia (Screaming Gophers)
Episode 8! And boy, does it have a lot of stuff! First off, the elimination. Did you think that Max was getting the Noah treatment? Oh, no. I've got a plan for that EVIL little boy. And out of everyone left on Team Gopher, Olivia was the easiest to cut. But I made sure she at least did something before her elimination, that being helping Rodney a bit with his love troubles.
Another big plot point is with Ezekiel. He just HAD to open his mouth, didn't he? But this time around, I'm gonna try to work with his character a bit.
Some other things I'll mention real quick that advanced here is Heather's hold on Lindsay, Lindsay and Tyler's relationship, Greg's wits in play and quite a few more things I'm probably forgetting.
Next up will be a simple building...oh, look at this cute mouse statue...with four arms? Man, modern art is baffling. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.